Randy and I walked into Steak-n-Shake with our fingers laced tightly together and our bodies tucked into one. After my nap, not one word had been spoken about our messy conversation outside my locker room. Was I glad that he knew? Yes. That meant that now I didn't have to say anything more about it or try to keep it covered up. Even though we got a booth, we sat beside each other where it was warm and comforting. I had known this guy for not even two hours and I was completely in love with him.

"How are you feelin?" He looked down at me and his piercing blue eyes shot right into mine.

"Great, except for the fact that I'm a little tired." It was the truth, I had just woken up so that touch of sleepiness was still there.

"Well, when we get to the hotel you can go to sleep whenever you want."

The food was delicious and I think I laughed more tonight than I have in a long time. I had a Cookies n Cream milkshake, which Randy put on my nose and lips to lick off. We were in the car and on the way to the hotel now, with me thinking that this relationship might actually be able to go somewhere. "What happened, you got quiet?", Randy said slightly laughing.

"I told you earlier I was tired. Now I'm thinking." Truth is, the tiredness had faded a slightest bit, but thinking is great. Whenever I was young I used to imagine that I was a princess with long beautiful brown hair. That someday my prince would comee save me from the dragon or whatever. Stupid kid wonders. "Hmm...and what would you be thinking about?" A smile spread slowly across his recently shaven face. "I was actually thinking about thinking if thats possible." Although I was supposedly aware of my surroundings, I hadn't realized that we were at the hotel, until he turned off the car and we sat there in silence."Come on, you're tired. I'll carry you."He gave me that unbearable smirk that took my breath away every time he let cross his face. "Okay." Thats all I could say, before I was in his strong arms being carried to the hotel room. I hoped no one saw us going to his room together thinking that once was got there something was gonna happen. To the best of my knowledge he did this alot; drinking and one night stands were his thing, I wasn't gonna be just another night. Even though I had my doubts, I am sure that this is much different than usual. Before I knew it he had layed me down on the queen-sized bed and was now intently staring at it. "Sorry that there isn't another bed. I can go switch rooms if you are uncomfortable sleeping in that same bed as me.", he said raising his eyebrows. I thought about that for a moment. "It's fine with me." I smiled and he relaxed a little. It was more than fine with me, actually. He would never find that out though, because he would never like me anyway. Even the thought of him liking me as more than a friend or a one night stand was far out of reach. Now he was glaring at the balcony over-looking the ocean; hotels with that kind of view are hard to find. Finally, he spoke up. "Do you wanna go outside and sit for a little while. Its still warm out?" "Yea sure." He looked me up and down noticing i still had on my wrestling gear and a borrowed pair of shorts. "Here take that off and throw this on.", he said handing me a white button-up shirt. I did as he said and still found myself surprisingly comfortable even though all I had on underneath it was my bra and panties. I opened the door and he was sitting in a chair with a water in his hand and a glass of sweet tea sitting on the table screaming my name. There wasn't a way of avoiding him as I walked to the other chair, so I had to step over his legs. Hadn't I always been clumsy then I wouldn't have worried about it but I was. Fortunately for myself I made it safely to the other side without tripping or falling. I curled my legs up, hugging them close to my body carefully ignoring the eyes glued to my body. He cleared his throat and looked out to the water. "Its beautiful out here, huh?" I knew that if I didn't speak he wouldn't say anything the rest of the night. "Yes, it very pretty." Noticing that he voice broke on the word "pretty" I decided to take advantage and use it against him. " I bet your girlfriend is pretty. You do have a girlfriend don't you?" I asked as innocently as I could. "Nope, not yet." He used the famous Randy Orton smirk to play with my head which eventually made me feel dizzy. "Hmmm.." was all I could manage to say. My lips were frozen tightly together and my head was spinning. "Come here.", he said patting his lap. I was nervous, hesitant, that it would be a bad idea to go sit with him and think with my heart and not with my head. But I went anyway, such a surprise, and when I got there I felt at home. His strong arms wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Can I ask you a question?" Could he ask me a question ...sure! I nodded unable to trust my voice. "If I said that I think you are beautiful and I want you to be my girlfriend, what would you say?" Really? My mouth was hanging wide open and my eyes bored into his. Finally I wwas able to speak. "Yes..YES!" His lips crashed down onto mine, my arms immeadiatly wrapping around his neck bringing his face closer to me. As he pulled away my lips pulled down into a frown. Reluctantly, he laughed at me and whispered into my ear. "You need some rest,and as much as I want to kiss you, I don't want to get carried away." I shook my head, because I knew it was the truth. He picked me up and carried me into the bedroom, where he layed me down on the bed and let me drift to sleep in his arms.